Monday, September 30, 2013

Weekend 4

9/27-9/29
This weekend was a very busy one because on Saturday I went from league bowling to a homecoming football game to a surprise party and then to a homecoming dance. This weekend I only plan on writing about bowling. Saturday, I bowled terribly I hit about six nines in a row and only spared one of them.
I was hitting the pocket but my ball didn't have enough strength to carry. It was absolutely terrible. My thumb hole is way to deep but my dad thinks I'm paranoid about it. I also didn't have tape so the ball was just sliding off my hand. I got a new wrist guard so I plan to do better next week, a lot better.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Joseph McCarthy


Joseph McCarthy born on November 14, 1908 near Appleton, Wisconsin. At the age of fourteen, Joseph McCarthy dropped out of grade school, but returned in 1928 to finish his studies. McCarthy was accepted to Marquette University where he then received his law diploma. Many unsuccessful law practices led McCarthy to continue gambling for extra money. McCarthy traded his Democrat status in, after a failed attempt to become a candidate for the district attorney. During World War II, McCarthy enlisted in the United States Marines, which is said to have happened to help his political career. In 1946, McCarthy ran as a Republican candidate for the Wisconsin Senate seat, using propaganda against his opponent, Robert La Follette. McCarthy won the race and his first term proved unsuccessful. To help his re-election, McCarthy used the nation’s fear of communism. On February 9, 1950, he claimed that he had a list of 205 people in State Department who had activity in the American Communist party. Due to this accusation, many people lost their jobs. After it was later found that these accusations were lies, McCarthy has gone down in history as one of the “most unqualified and most corrupt politicians of his time.”



Joseph McCarthy at one of the Tydings Committee hearings.




Sunday, September 22, 2013

Weekend 3

    9/20-9/22
This weekend was a bowler’s paradise, my weekend started with Saturday morning lessons. Saturday my bowling league started an hour early due to everyone receiving tips from Coach M. I was use to his style from previous summer lessons, so it was somewhat an easy morning. I was still crazy tired so the lessons were easy but draining. Later that night we went back to the bowling alley because my dad had his league. His games ended earlier than usual, therefore we were home by 11 p.m. The next morning I woke up to more bowling. I was supposed to bowl for an “hour”, but it really ended up being two hours. Today I made a big improvement on my technique so much that I felt good about it. Now my weekend will now end with homework!

A Raisin in the Sun Act IV

Act IV
Scene One
Time: Saturday morning. 12 months later.
The Youngers were well settled in their new home. Though they’d run into many encounters with the neighbors, you could tell they were still on a high from moving in. The neighbors understood this as well, some didn’t like the fact that there were blacks in their neighborhood. They especially didn’t like the proudness of these blacks, but they began to deal with it. The Youngers had learned to cope with the spitefulness of their neighbors. The Younger’s become immune to the hatred of the whites because every Youngers’ hopes and dreams give them something to have faith in.
The Younger’s new house is starting to see new light. The weathered couch, doesn’t seem so old anymore. There’s something new in this room, a new carpet, recently bought by Walter as a christmas gift to Mama. They all appreciate this new carpet because it is a sign that they don’t have to hide their weariness. It is a refreshing sight and part of their new beginning.
This Saturday morning the Youngers are wide awake and off to a busy day. With this mortgage, there’s been no time to rest. First awake is Ruth who’s accompanied by Walter Lee the third who bounces in her arms as they make their way down the stairs.
Ruth: Good morning my little sunshine!
(This is responded with a playful giggle from her 6 month old son.)
Walter makes his way downstairs, still half asleep.
Walter: Good mornin’ baby and lil Walt. What are you doing up so early? (he asks   
playfully to his son) Let me have ‘em. (Walter reaches and delicately grabs his son
from his wife. He playfully tickles lil Walt.)
Ruth: (in a calm manner) What kind of eggs you want this morning?
Walter: Scrambled.
(Ruth starts toward the fridge, grabs the eggs, and begins to scramble them.     Walter comes behind her and kisses her cheek.)
Walter: You know I love you woman!
Ruth: (giggly) I know.
(Smiling to herself, Ruth notices how happy Walter has been since the baby had     arrived. She couldn’t remember a time he had told her how much he loved her, at least not this much. )
Next Mama enters, followed by a half awake Beneatha, and Travis.
Mama: Good morning y’all. How is everybody doin’?
Walter: Good Mama, how you feelin’?
Mama: I’m good baby. The Jones family don’t need me to clean up today since they
outta town this week, so I’m going to stay home and work in my garden
today.
Ruth: Well then you stay here and enjoy your day Lena. You will have the whole house to
yourself today.
Beneatha: What time is it y’all?
Walter: It’s ten til 8 o’clock. Where you got to be, headin’ to Africa with mister Asi-gay?
Beneatha: First of all, his name is Asagai! Second of all, no I have to be at school at 9
and third of all, why are you always making fun of him?
Walter: Girl, because I can.
Mama: Y’all to stop, it’s too early for this! (looking over at Ruth and shaking her head)
       guess somethings never change. What is that saying? (pauses. She shakes her  
      head and moves her finger) You can take the brother and sister out the ghetto, put 
      them in a house, but you can’t take the ghetto out of brother and sister.
Ruth laughs and nods in agreement.
An hour has passed and everyone’s out the house. Mama gets up and puts her Coffee on then remembers that she forgot to get the mail. Mama gets to the end of the end of the driveway and notices her young neighbor, next door reaching in her own mailbox. When the neighbor turns toward mama. Mama is startled by the bruises on the girl, including a left black eye.
Mama: (whispering to her self) Laudy a mercy!
Mama takes a deep breath and smiles.
Mama: Good mornin’!
Wide eyed and afraid, she looks back at her house to a door opening and her husband exiting for work. The woman hurries up the driveway toward her husband. She attempts to fix his tie, but is shoved away. He begins barking at her and briskly gets in his car and drives off. The girl remembers Mama standing by her mailbox.
Elaine: (shyly) Good morning. I’m Elaine.
Mama: Would you like some coffee Elaine?
She looks around in all directions making sure no one is around.
Elaine: That’d be nice.               
Mama walks to the porch and waits as Elaine makes her way up the driveway.     Once inside the house, Mama gestures for her to sit at the kitchen table. Mama places a saucer in front of her and notions toward the remaining pieces of sweet potato pie.
Mama: Baby life for me ain’t been no crystal stairs. Everyone has troubles, some bigger 
       than others.
Elaine: You remind me of Minny, our black maid back home in Mississippi. She always
        knew when something was wrong. (chuckling)  Minny always told me he wasn’t the
         one. She said he would take away more dreams than he brought.
Mama: (chuckles) Baby, I kno’ mo’ about dreams being takin’ away, held back, and left in        the dust than most.
Elaine: (feeling comfortable now with Mama) John just got a little upset about me applyin’        to nursing school and my acceptance letter arrivin’ yesterday. I did it without his
    permission, so his anger got the best of him.
While Elaine is talking, mama has removed the plant from the windowsill and picks the dead leaves off.  
Mama: What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up? (looking into Elaine’s eyes)
Or fester like a sore? (explaining in a tender way) This here plant done brought
me hope and healed all my scars. When I didn’t think we’d make it, there here
plant always grew a new leaf, in dry days, rainy days, and not so good days. Child
maybe all you need is some hope of your own. Take this ‘chere plant home with chu’ and discover the leaves.
Elaine: (carefully grabs the plant) I will watch out for it, for a lil while.
Mama: There will be leaves that fall, but the more hope you have. the more it will grow.  
      As time passes Mama notices Elaine’s healing from different bruises, one including a broken arm. John comes and goes without ever acknowledging the Youngers’ existence next door. After weeks of not seeing Elaine, Mama begins to worry. One morning on the way to retrieve the mail, she asks the husband how's the Misses? He turns, fully facing Mama, spits on the ground and pulls the tip of his hat farther down attempting to cover a black eye. He enters his car and drives away. Mama walks into the house with the mail, sits down for her coffee and pie, as she goes through the mail she finds a handwritten note addressed to her, with a nursing school crest.








Sunday, September 15, 2013

Weekend 2

9/13-19/15
This weekend is wedding weekend! Today is the wedding and my jr. bridesmaid shift starts at about 10 am and goes to about 10 pm tonight. My shift technically started yesterday because of rehearsal. After rehearsal it was to the hair salon!
After that we went to dinner and saw The Family starring Robert De Niro. A lady a few seats down from me fell asleep. This turned out to be horrible because she started snoring, and loud she was. Calvin fell asleep halfway through and when I looked over to my right, sometimes my parents would have their eyes closed. I think I was the only one who really liked the movie.
After the movie we ran errands so I would have everything for today.Then it was off to bed. I didn't want to mess up my hair so I sleep awkwardly.Hey, it was worth it!


Thursday, September 12, 2013

Grammar Lesson

Calice Robins
Lesson: Comma Interrupters                                                                                   
Day 13
September 12


THE FACTS: Interrupters are words or phrases that interrupt the main thought of the writer. Interrupters help to show emotion, tone or emphasis in the sentence. They are thoughts, in the middle of a thought, that need to be indicated with commas.


WHY IT'S CONFUSING: Interrupters are confusing because the reader can misinterpret the writer’s view because of missing commas. The confusion for the writer is the lack of a flowing thought. The writer can make the mistake in writing without correct pauses.


HOW TO REMEMBER: When a phrase can be read clearly without the use of an interrupter then it is a complete idea. Commas go before and after the interrupter, separating the extra information in the sentence. Interrupters help to put emphasis and emotions into the thought. Reading aloud helps to hear the natural pauses, but when reading too fast they can easily be missed.


EXAMPLES: For example, however, on the other hand, generally, although, surprisingly


Identify the interrupters and review orally in class:
  1. Some subjects in school are harder for me than others, for example, i don’t do very well in math.
  2. English, in fact, is my best subject because i love to read and write.
  3. Yesterday, as a matter of fact, Suzanne was twenty minutes late for the meeting.


Try these on your own, then ask the teacher or a friend to review:
  1. What, Susan, do you think?
  2. Queen Victoria was, as they say, a formidable woman.
  3. It does, indeed, look like rain.


Finally, try these for homework.
  1. Now, where do you suppose, Davery, your shoes might have gone this time?
  2. Sasha, our new neighbor, used to work as a waitress at Chili’s.
  3. Writing in my journal, especially late at night, helps me develop ideas for short stories.   


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Sunday, September 8, 2013

Weekend 1

9/6-9/8
Yay, I have survived the second week of school.  I have a paper due, a test here, a test there, and next to that a quiz. The worst part is that I can’t say that I’m in cruise mode anymore because cruise mode is over.
Saturday my bowling league began one of twenty five weeks. I can only say that I got higher than my ending average of last year. I’m not happy with that average, but I can only go higher from here. My goal’s 150, but 160 would be ten times better. I’ll be hoping for the best until next weekend.
Sunday I bowled again and I worked on improving my speed, I lacked power. By the end of the to hours I had improved by 2 miles per hour.

The highlight of my weekend was endless pasta at Olive Garden with la mia famiglia. I am now full and ready to finish homework.  

First Time in Our Neighborhood

Today I walked in a new neighborhood. I decided to stay on the main block, so not to get lost within the residential streets. I started under an old viaduct. The paint on the viaduct looked aged and the murals on the walls were deteriorated. Driving under it looked like it would be great trouble. Underneath there were potholes, that could probably swallow up an entire car. Of course, not seriously, but they appeared to be that deep. The lighting underneath the viaduct was very dim and bleak. After escaping the horribly lit viaduct, things got brighter. I could see green and a radiant shining sun.
Everything looked welcoming and full of life. The first thing to my left, on the opposite side of the street, was a warehouse. I searched for a sign, and I quickly found a blue sign that said “CINESPACE Chicago Film Studios”. By the name of the building I could assume it had something to do with film. My curiosity took me across the street.
Man was it hard to cross the street there! There were four lanes of moving traffic going in both directions and of course, no stop signs or street lights. I knew that once I stepped off the pavement, there’d be a rush of cars. I looked east, toward the traffic that would be have been going west, I didn’t see any cars coming. I walked out past the first two lanes.  I stopped halfway, only two more lanes to go. I checked to make sure I didn’t see any cars coming. I walked out. The next thing I knew, I heard a screeching sound turning the corner. I stopped walking immediately, but the car didn’t even stop, it just kept going.
“You idiot!” I screamed after the truck.
I checked once again and saw no cars coming. I cautiously continued across the street. When I finally got to the other side, I noticed that I hadn’t fallen in a pothole. Unlike the viaduct the street was smooth. The asphalt was still black and the road looked completely new.  
The building was blocked by a brick wall and tucked into the corner behind trees. I walked to the other side of the building and saw a tall wired gate. I examined the inside and saw a fire truck and about two police cars. As I was looking in, my view was suddenly blocked, by a huge guy. He was about the size of Shaq, but better looking and he had somewhat of a smirk. I examined him and saw that his shirt said Cinespace Chicago Film Studios Security.
Not knowing what to say, I started with a simple smile,  “Hello.”
“Hello, Do you have a Cine Pass, Miss?” he asked with a big smile.
I noticed that he had nice teeth. They were super white and perfectly straight, maybe a little too straight.
“No Sir, I’m afraid I don’t.” I replied.
“Well I am going to have to ask you to keep things moving along.” he said with an even bigger smile.
As I walked off, I heard him say “Have a good day!”
“You too.” I reply annoyed. Why do security guards always ruin the fun?
I continued my walk. On the other side of the street I saw a tacky looking hot dog stand. It was a Maxwell St. Polish Stand. It looked like a banana threw up on the place. It was a horrible yellow, a very bright horrible yellow. There was a line outside of the window, so I assumed the food was good. Most of the people lined up outside had nurse scrubs on, so I figured there had to be a hospital nearby. I continued walking, uninterested in the polish stand. Definitely not interested enough to cross the street again.
I walked about a block before I saw a tall sad looking building. Between this and the three ambulances outside, I could conclude that the place was a hospital. Not a fan of hospitals, I continued my walk briskly.
I walked to the end of the block where I waited until the little white walking person, signaled me to walk. As I looked ahead the next two blocks looked like a park. After the sign came up, I crossed the street, safely. The first sign I saw, was a large green sign that read Douglas Park. From this corner of the park, I could see about two more blocks of greenery. The park drew me to it with its burst of color and activities. There were kids playing various sports, including tennis, soccer, and basketball. The park appeared to have everyone from ages 0 to 99 moving about, talking and laughing.
I turned to look back at how far I’d gone since the viaduct. To my surprise I had only came three blocks. I turned back around and decided to find a bench somewhere. I would end up sitting there the rest of the day watching the never ending games.